When Lin Rong got out of the nanny car, as if she was stepping on the clouds, her feet were soft and weak, she knew that something was wrong, and she had a fever. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Feeling into the elevator, shivering and figuring out the key in the bag, she collapsed and fell directly on the sofa in the living room.

So much happened on this day.

first wore a stuffy, airtight and heavy mascot suit, desperately created an atmosphere on the stage, and wet a layer of clothes from the inside out, and then was dragged to a sudden audition for an advertisement, scared into a cold sweat, and had to fight wits and courage with a group of little fresh meat.

When she finally took a breath, who thought that there would be another thing about the fan's suicide and dying, which really scared her half to death.

A heart, this day has not stopped, up and down the ground for a while, anxiety, joy, and relief.

When she finally stepped on the ground after staying up all night, she felt like she had been scooped up from the water, and she only felt that her body was heavy and cold.

Touching her hot forehead, Lin Rong smiled bitterly, she didn't even feel the strength to move her fingers, and she couldn't remember where the medicine at home was.

Sore, swollen and uncomfortable on the small sofa, Lin Rong turned over in pain, let out a weak moan, and became groggy and confused.

The old-fashioned residential building, after the day of work, there is not much people walking, the corridor is also unusually quiet, and there is occasionally a jingle of the elevator opening, which brings a little popularity to this building.

The dazzling winter sunlight shone in through the windows of the stairway, and happened to be reflected in the tall man who walked up to the top floor.

A thick black scarf, with two large circles around the perimeter of his coat, obscured most of his face, and he wore black sunglasses on his nose as usual, and a low-key old-fashioned black velvet hat on his head.

If it weren't for his proud height, he would be low-key like a young man rushing home for the Chinese New Year, carrying two large plastic bags in his hands and a large mountaineering bag on his shoulder.

He walked to the innermost room on the floor and was about to touch the key when he paused.

In just two or three seconds, he took a few steps back with a large bag and a small bag, and retreated to the middle of the corridor.

From the angle from which he was standing, it was clear that the door was not closed, leaving a crack that was too large.

Looking down at the door, there was a pair of lace-up boots with a white background thrown in the corner, one left and one right, crooked on the ground.

Standing in the doorway, he stood for a while before he reached out and grabbed the doorknob to close it.

But soon, his closing action became that of opening the door.

The icy air in the room was the same as outside, and a groan of pain was clearly heard from inside.

"Hmm......"

Someone was curled up on the couch, rolling themselves into a ball.

There were three or four cushions on the floor, a small bag and keys scattered next to it, and the phone was still flashing.

With a sigh, the man outside stood in the hallway, throwing down the bag in his hand and the bag on his shoulder.

From here, you can see the pain on her pale face, her wrinkled willow eyebrows, the blue and black under her long black curly eyelashes, and her chapped lips like a fish thrown on the shore, struggling to open and close, trying to breathe, and making an uncomfortable sound from time to time.

When Lin Rong heard the sound, he opened his confused eyes vigilantly, but he saw a tall black shadow at the door, dangling in front of her, and then swaying more and more towards her......

"Don't ...... Shake. Dissatisfied, she reached out and waved it in front of her, trying to knock down the dizzying shadow, but she only caught a soft ball of yarn.

was pulled around the neck, seeing that the innocent woolen scarf was about to be ripped out of a hole, the man finally reached out helplessly and took it off, revealing a handsome face that was enough to make countless people scream.

Lin Rong, who was satisfied with snatching the mass of things, comfortably put it on his chin and rubbed it. There was also the softness of warm body temperature, which made her close her eyes again with satisfaction.

Xue Jingtian's handsome eyes took off his sunglasses, and suddenly climbed into a helplessness.

The palm of his hand touched her hot forehead, and his handsome eyebrows tightened again.

"It's really going back the more I live. He let out a soft sigh of discontent.

And Lin Rongzhi felt that she was trapped in a burning stove, half of her body was put into the stove and was scorched, which made her panic, while the other half of her body was still exposed to the cold air, blowing cold wind, and was about to freeze out of the ice slag......

The torture of the two poles of ice and fire, hot and cold, made her shiver, and felt that there was fire brewing in her body.

It's not comfortable to the extreme!

When the warm touch fell on her forehead, she rubbed his palm comfortably.

Xue Jingtian was about to withdraw his palm, and suddenly his five fingers froze unnaturally.

Lin Rong followed the heat source that he had finally felt on the cold side, and his body moved closer and closer little by little, and then closer.

"Don't go...... Cold ......"

Her pale lips muttered incoherently, and scattered black hair fell around her little face.

Xue Jingtian's originally Hexi's eyes suddenly became extremely deep.

Can a patient with a severe fever be judged by common sense, and can she be asked to come back to her senses?

Obviously, no.

He bent down a little stiffly, watching for a little bit of it to burrow into his chest, and then groaned comfortably against him, his frown almost killing a fly.

"Stomach pain...... "Someone rubbed his abdomen dissatisfied, pouting and complaining.

Rubbing his temples, Xue Jingtian answered, picked her up, who was so thin that she didn't have a few pounds of flesh, and walked into the bedroom.

People who did not get a response to the "pain ......" were very dissatisfied.

The dizziness of being suddenly picked up made her almost faint, who was already top-heavy.

A long time ago, in a place with a very deep memory, she seemed to have been so uncomfortable, and her tumbling and burning stomach screamed, making her uncomfortable and even retching.

But every time, there seems to be a very hot hand, through the light clothes, to warm her throbbing stomach, like a natural warm baby.

She couldn't remember it well, but instinctively wanted to continue to look for this familiar and nostalgic temperature......

Xue Jingtian frowned, looking down at the unreasonable woman who had to grab her hand, she was embarrassed to pull his hand to her stomach and stick it, and a trace of weakness and embarrassment finally crept up on his handsome face.

As soon as he wanted to move, she would frown at him in dissatisfaction......

When she moved again, she whimpered and pressed his palms firmly with her two hands......

A certain big actor, probably for the first time in his life, felt that he had entered the wrong room.

As soon as you stumble, it becomes a hatred for the ages.

This stretch of hand, I really can't pull it back.